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Jul 2018
A lone wooden boat floating out in the sea
The waves crashing down from every side
Nothing to lose, there is no more of me
From the onslaught of water I've nowhere to hide

Finding a harbor, the ultimate dream
It never was meant for this one to pass
Flashes of the end I can already gleam
By the elements beaten, nature's hard to surpass

Raging against the current with one final try
Beaten back yet again by the winds of despair
Accepting my fate, getting ready to die
Wondering in my mind if fate could be repaired

Final thoughts spared for those still on the sea
The dark abyss opens with jaws of cold steel
Living to consume noise means nothing to me
Everything was transient, nothing was real
Pyrhos
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